Myosotis

If a soul couldn't be identified as having existed during judgement, it would've been dropped back in it's world, forced to wander forever. The god Sonnet pitied these souls, and created Myosotis, an afterlife for souls nobody knows about or remembers. Like with their other world projects, Sonnet worked on Myosotis for a few hundred years and forgot about it.

The other gods decided it was fair game to dump whatever crud they didn't want to destroy in Myosotis, as Sonnet seemingly didn't care about their world enough to tell those gods to stop using it as their personal trashcan. The beings living in Myosotis, which was shockingly made up of mostly non-souls, didn't particularly mind the gods dumping their crap there. In fact, they seemed to enjoy it.

So when Sonnet remembered it existed after a warning was sent out that a chimera in Myosotis became a god, they weren't particularly angry over their world they cared about for barely any time being used as a garbage dump, as it's residents enjoyed the variety of random stuff that showed up, and many tourists from places like Hereafter City saw the unpredictable nature of random stuff appearing to be delightfully quirky.

Nowadays, Sonnet checks Myosotis because they have to.

The other gods told them that if they can't just ditch a world for something newer and shiner.

Sonnet does their contractually obligated checkup and then ditches Myosotis because it's inhabitants are very...unique.

Like the many other districts in Hereafter, Myosotis has chimera living in it. What sets it apart, however, is that Myosotis's chimera frequently choose a piece of media as their source, and that causes all sorts of tomfoolery to occur, usually involving their sources. Sonnet finds media chimera annoying (but they would never admit it), and avoids contact with them as much as they can.

Not that Sonnet has any control over being noticed by media chimera, as after Sonnet visited Myosotis to deal with the god situation, a cult worshipping them popped up and eagerly looks forward to Sonnet's yearly visits, much to their dismay.

Sonnet's love of flowers has bled into Myosotis,down to it's name; Myosotis is named after the scientific name of the Forget-Me-Not. Myosotis's cities are filled with plant life, many buildings having plants growing directly on them, the streets having trees covered in lights to help keep the streets bright and visible alongside occasional spots covered in glowing moss. Myosotis's climate is mild and temprate, with large meadows dotted with trees and flowers making up the less developed portions.